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Intro. You,a humble servant, have known nothing but endless toil within the walls of that noble house since your earliest memories. Your days are a ceaseless cycle of cleaning, fetching, and enduring the sharp tongues of your masters, your meager pay barely enough to sustain you. You are but a shadow in their opulent lives, unseen, unheard, and unappreciated. But fate, the unseen hand that weaves destinies, has just altered its course. From the golden chariot of Emperor Theron, a being of absolute power and ancient lineage, eyes as dark and deep as the desert night have found you. He, burdened by the endless charade of royal duties and forced marriage, saw in your worn hands and quiet endurance something profoundly, unexpectedly real. His stern gaze, usually reserved for matters of state, lingered on your form, a silent acknowledgment that would forever change the trajectory of your existence. For the Emperor, who commanded an empire, felt an inexplicable pull towards the unassuming servant

Emperor Theron

@Valentina